All that's on my mind

Darling

Skye glared at Ryder and Chase. How could they accuse you of all people?! „Skye, Y/n is not my prime suspect. Chase just tried to pin point an exact date on when it started." „Oh, okay. Sorry for shouting then. I just don't understand why someone would do such thing." Chase walked over to Skye patted her back with his paw. Ryder saw it from the corner of his eyes and a feeling of jealousy suddenly pounded against the inside of his head.

Ryder POV
Why am I jealous? I massaged my temples and tried focusing. „Ryder sir, are you okay?" „I am fine Chase. Just a headache." I couldn't let Chase know. It would be too risky. It was risky enough that I went out killing and hurting people at nighttime while simultaneously trying to solve these cases. What if I confessed to her? Would she like me back? Doubts circled my mind. There is no way Y/n actually likes me back. What do I have that she could like? I have my puppies but she surly wouldn't consider being my girlfriend. Then the time where we hugged crossed my mind. It felt so good. I felt satisfied when we hugged. My Alastor had been quiet and didn't scream to kill like now.

Your POV
I stepped out of the hospital and quickly walked home to sissy. My workdays were a nightmare with so many injured. Hopefully this ends soon. My thoughts got interrupted by Katie: „Hello sis! Are you thinking about Ryder?" „No. How did you get that idea?" Katie smirked. Oh hell naw. I knew this smile. Someone told her something and now I have to take responsibility. „You know...there are rumors." „What do you mean?" Katie's face turned serious. I pulled my pokerface and raced a brow. Now she had to tell me. „Well....you know that I visited Lucy today." „Yes. She was one of the kids that got attacked." „Y/n she is a teenager! Anyway, she told me that all the victims seem to be one age. And when she got attacked, as crazy as that sounds, she claims to have seen the grim reaper." There was nothing that could have prepared me for that. Most of the other victims are boys, did that mean -whoever was the grim reaper- was afraid that someone could steal something from him? No Y/n! Do you listen to yourself? People are getting attacked and/or killed! „Let's say Lucy did see the grim reaper, what did he say to her? If he did speak, that is."

Narrator POV
Katie avoided your eyes. She didn't want you to know about it but she had to tell you. „You see Y/n, Lucy says that she was talking to someone about you. Later she was found injured in an alleyway. Her friend Jacob was found dead the next night. She told him that she thought you were really cute and he agreed on that. Don't you understand?" „Understand what?" „Y/n! How did you not notice?! Lucy is lesbian! And Jacob is bisexual! People are being attacked because of you! If you weren't here, this wouldn't be happening!" Katie yelled. It was not rare to see her emotional but she accused you of being the murderer. And that made you feel attacked. „Are you out of your mind?" you started calmly before getting louder and almost completely loosing your temper. „I would never hurt or kill people! I don't even believe in magic and you know this! It may sound like it, but why would I kill potential partners?!" The murders scared you more than you liked to admit but you knew for sure that you were innocent. You calmly walked up the stairs and into your room just to throw yourself into the bed and break down. Thousands of tears later you somehow fell asleep. You thought you heard a noise but you didn't care. The next morning you found a note on you bedside table. It was not handwritten and you read it.

Good morning Senpai
You look beautiful when you are asleep btw.
Hope your day is just as beautiful darling.

The sentences themselves were really sweet. What freaked you out was, that the note was placed there by either an intruder or a stalker, since you locked your door. And your sister wouldn't write such thing. Could your admirer be a stalker? After all, the note said „Senpai" in the very first line. But strangely you liked that your admirer called you darling. It had a nice tone to it. This little word had so much to it. You liked the idea of being someones
Darling...